Disclaimer: I do not own him or The Decemberists.

A/N: OMG! I'm so so so so sorry guys! I'M SO SORRY! I feel horribly guilty for not updating. Well, to clear my conscious (like always) I must tell you why it's so late. So last week and this week have been incredibly busy. Last week there were like a million gazillion tests. History, Algebra, Chemistry, and English. I had to study for hours; my God; it was hell. Then this week, even though it's only 4 days, has been really chaotic. There's a dance on Friday so I've been helping to decorate and such. Well my mum got her car fixed, so I haven't been able to get home on time. My sister came to visit as well, taking a break from college. We hung out all weekend, went to Seattle. I've also been planning to go to the Nutcracker with 15 others. Man, you never realize how hard it is to plan things until you're the one doing it.

Sorry I'm using lyrics again…I know it's kind of horrible. But I really like this song, and I'm in love with the band. I think they're my favorite now.

I think my writing has gotten worse. :(

Cigarettes and Lavender

Chapter 19-Of Angels and Angles

Bi Polar

Inuyasha Takashi had lost his sense of time. There were no more days or nights, just space. And he floated through it. He went to school and came home every evening. Sometimes he would sit outside of his brother's bedroom door and think. Inuyasha did not know why he acted the way he did. All he knew was that he was waiting. Waiting for the end and something better.

He had been surprised when his father left him relatively alone. Occasionally they would get in rows but none were as bad as the first night he had come back. All he could show from the small fights were some cuts and bruises, and once a sprained arm; but that was it.

Drool leaked from his open mouth; Pre Calculus had always been boring. His mind wandered through lands that his physical body couldn't take him. He wondered what day it was, but didn't have enough strength to ask someone. There were so many numbers on the board that it was hard to tell which ones were the date. He didn't care anymore. It was too much work caring.

The only thing that he cared about was back in Tokyo and probably wondering about him at the very same moment.

Miroku watched the amber eyed teenager from his desk. He had never been the same since he had gotten back; and Miroku seriously doubted that he would ever be the same way as the first time he had met him. He was worried. Sometimes Inuyasha would turn to him or Sango and ask him in a sluggish voice what day it was and then would hardly talk to them for the rest of the week.

The bell rang and the students picked up their bags and left the class hastily. Inuyasha didn't move. Miroku stood up slowly and picked up his bag. He stood over his friend for a few minutes waiting to see if Inuyasha would notice him, but the boy continued to sit in a daze. The raven haired boy cleared his throat loudly, still waiting; but Inuyasha didn't flinch.

"Is he alright?" The teacher asked from her desk.

"Yea, he'll be fine; just too many numbers." Miroku said with a small smile.

He tapped Inuyasha on his shoulder and cleared his throat again. The sitting boy made no sign of feeling or hearing the other.

"Umm…Inuyasha?" Miroku bent down and kneeled down next to him. He still didn't move. "Inuyasha!" He spoke louder.

Inuyasha flinched and flung around facing his friend. "What?" He spoke in a whisper. "What are you doing here?"

"Inuyasha we're in school right now." Miroku lowered his voice to match Inuyasha's making sure that the teacher didn't overhear anything.

"Oh…oh yes." The confused boy stood up shakily and threw his backpack over his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Miroku was cautious with his words.

"Yes. I'm fine." He spoke curtly, not wanting to go much further into it.

"Sango and I have been worried about you Yash."

"Don't be. There's nothing to worry about." His voice wasn't his own; it was cold and prompt.

"You've been…out of it."

"Have I?"

"Yes."

Miroku and Inuyasha made their way to the cafeteria where Sango was waiting for them. Inuyasha didn't want to talk anymore, there was scarcely a time when he did want to talk. Miroku frowned when his friend didn't reply; but he didn't push it.

They ate lunch in near silence only speaking a few words here and there. Sango and Miroku exchanged worried glances while Inuyasha shoveled rice into his mouth. Sango let him have it; she was too troubled to eat.

"What's the date?" Inuyasha spoke into his rice.

"November seventeenth." Sango answered softly.

"Oh."

"Only 2 more months then Yash." Miroku said trying to bring the boy's spirits up. "You excited?"

"I guess."

"You guess?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

"If you're asking me if I miss her, the answer is yes." Inuyasha said smoothly.

"Oh…" Miroku whispered.

Nothing else was said. Inuyasha stopped eating after that; pushing his food around with his chopsticks.

There are times in everyone's life where nothing seems to go right. That no matter what you do, it isn't enough. Kagome felt like that. She felt completely useless. Inuyasha needed her and here she was back at home comfortable and safe.

Kagome sat in her living room; curled up on the couch with a blanket and a warm cup of tea. Mom and Souta were gone to his soccer game. She didn't want to go; she had no real urge to go anywhere right now.

Inuyasha looked so awful when she saw him last. Not just physically but his eyes, they were void of all hope. She took another sip of her tea and bit her bottom lip thinking of the silver headed boy she had come to love. Her eyes stung with salty tears and she shook quietly with silent sobs.

She wiped her eyes daintily and set her cup down on the end table, getting up to take a long walk to the park. She needed to sit where he had sat and cry a tad bit more. Then she'd feel a little bit better and be able to make it for another week before she would have to repeat the whole process over again.

Inuyasha was sitting in his parent's room messing with their old boom box. Miroku had lent him a CD, since all of his were taken when he was mugged.

"This God damn piece of shit." Inuyasha muttered hitting the piece of junk over and over again.

His mom was downstairs drinking as usual and his father, well he was "out" again. Inuyasha didn't care where, just that he was gone. He finally had the CD player working, the volume was on low so he wouldn't disturb his mother and so he would hear if anything was coming.

The Decemberists are wonderful, and he decided that within the first 30 seconds. He was on the last song now.

There are angels in your angles
There's a low moon caught in your tangles
There's a ticking at the sill
There's a purr of a pigeon to break the still of day

As on we go drowning
Down we go away
And darling, we go a-drowning
Down we go away
Away

There's a tough word on your crossword
There's a bed bug nipping a finger
There's a swallow, there's a calm
Here's a hand to lay on your open palm today

As on we go drowning
Down we go away
And darling, we go a-drowning
Down we go away
Away

There are angels in your angles
There's a low moon caught in your tangles

Kagome had angels in her angles. She was a living angel now that he thought about it. He smiled. He was laying on the floor with the blinds shut and the lights turned off. The CD stopped but he didn't move. It was so calm. He was calm for the first time in a long time. He wasn't going to move, he was going to enjoy this.

It must have been at least 3 hours later when he heard the front door open and slam shut. He bolted upright and took a sharp intake of breath. He slammed his fist into the boom box which opened the lid, and grabbed Miroku's CD. He ran to the door and threw it open running quietly and jumping over the places where he knew the floor would creak. He opened his door, locked it, and went to his usual corner.

His heart was pounding. He wanted to throw up or pass out; he didn't know which one sounded more appealing right now.

And then, oddly enough, Inuyasha with his heart pattering rapidly in his chest, began to hum "Of Angels and Angles" slowly and softly.

A/N: Once again, I apologize for my lateness. Much thanks to my super fantastic reviewers, because I love you all. :D

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